For context, my plan was to ultimately have an unmedicated birth, and well...I got it 😂

So let's rewind almost 6½ hours, when I FINALLY went through registration @ 2:30 pm. My induction was originally set for 8 that morning, but before I left for the hospital I got a phone call informing me that I had to wait because there were no rooms or extra staff available. It seemed everyone and their sister were having babies that day 😂 I waited for a couple of hours then decided to go up there to wait, because it was already warming up and I ran a high risk of overheating even with drinking fluids. So I made the 2-bus journey and called them after getting there to see what the situation was. It was STILL at least a 2-hr wait because of the staff shortage. So I waited for FOUR MORE HOURS and was contemplating saying Screw This and going home when I got the call 🎉

Up in L&D, I got changed and given an IV port. Then labs were drawn and my Pitocin was hooked up. I put on a hypno birthing soundtrack I found on YouTube through my BT headphones, but since my child kept hiding from the monitor (🙄) I was forced to lay down rather than moving around like I originally wanted. With the help of that soundtrack, I breezed through the majority of my labor to the point where afterwards one of the nurses told me that I was asleep every time she came into my room (I actually wasn't, I was just that relaxed and zoned out 😂).

Things were fine and dandy for hours...until they weren't. The contractions were at the point to where I couldn't ignore them anymore, but I still powered through them for as long as I could. I eventually got to the point where I needed help, because they were coming at me like Mike Tyson in a boxing ring. So I paged the nurses' station with the words, "I think it's time for some pain management." Then, shit hit the fan.

The next 20 minutes were absolutely CHAOTIC. As I was waiting, my contractions ramped up significantly then MY WATER BROKE. I was vocalizing my pain at this point, because I was being shown no mercy. As doctors checked to see me to see how low my baby was, I screamed at them to stop because the contraction that hit me was BRUTAL and the one after that threw everyone in panic mode because my body has taken over and I had started to push. By now, I was screaming at the top of my lungs, sounding absolutely psychotic, because I was TERRIFIED of how quickly my daughter was coming. The ring of fire hit and I lost my damn mind. The nurse kept reminding me to bend my knees because I went ramrod straight, desperate to get her out. A few minutes later, I managed to bend my knees long enough to bear down on my own and finally deliver my 5th earth side baby.

Elvira Mae was born @ 8:21 pm, screaming in protest, weighing a very healthy 8lbs 7oz and measuring 22 in long 🩷 The bruising on her face is from her descending so quickly, which stunned even the doctors because she had wasted no time getting here 😂🩷

You can't even tell that this is the same kid that I basically screamed into existence! 😂

She is now 8 days old and in foster care, but that's a whole separate post. I'm just thankful that she's here, she's with her brother, and the foster moms are the coolest people ever ✨ And no, I didn't tear even in the slightest, don't knock a fucking miracle 🤣